Too LateA Story by TheMizFitThis is a story about two best friends who didn't end up so well. Just read on.Too Late Lately he hasn’t been talking to me. I don’t know what’s
wrong with him but he wasn’t like this before. Frank, my best friend for 9
years, wasn’t like this. Lately, he’s always absent from school, whenever I’d
see him, he’s pale and he looked sick. Whenever I tried to make a conversation
with him, he would cut it short, ignore me or just walk out. You might be thinking why it’s affecting me so much, but,
hello? He’s my best friend and I’m going to say this now; I’m already in love
with him. I just can’t take that he’s not talking to me anymore. Those 9 years
of us being best friends and he wouldn’t talk to me out of nowhere? I hate it
when that happens. Okay, I’m going to corner him this lunch and ask him what’s
wrong. “Frank, what’s wrong?” I said as I tried to push him lightly
to the wall. He wasn’t looking at me. He can’t
look at me. “Nothing.” “Nothing? Nothing! Seriously, I’ve been your best friend for
9 years, Frank, and it is obvious something’s wrong. What is?” I insisted. I
won’t let him go this time. “You want to know what’s wrong, Jen?” he looked at me. He
looked angry. “I don’t want to talk to you anymore! I don’t want to see you
anymore, just-just leave me alone!” he exclaimed and left me. I guess I just
let him go again. As he left, my face became wet with tears. I ran across the
cafeteria and into the girls wash room. I wasn’t able to take what he said to
me. Everything he said, it hurt and he looked like he meant it! It’s been two days since I last spoke to him and I have no
more plans to talk to him again. Also, he’s been gone ever since the last time
we spoke to each other. What’s weird is that he hurt me but I still love him. Whatever is happening to him, I have no idea, but I
seriously have a bad feeling. He wouldn’t just ignore me for no reason at all! As I walked down the school corridor, some boys were
smirking and whispering while looking at me. I had a weird feeling it had
something to do with Frank. I don’t know where that feeling came from but I
felt I had to do something about it, but I have no idea what to do about it. I came home after school, still thinking about Frank when my
mother came rushing to me. “Mom! What’s wrong?” I asked her, nearly panicking. “You… take a look at this!” she was panting as she handed me
her phone. I checked the message and it made me cry. I ran as fast as I can to
the nearest hospital. “How is he?” I asked Frank’s mom. She was crying so hard and
so was I. “I’m sorry to say this but he’s gone.” The doctor said when
he heard what I ask. Frank’s mom just nodded in agreement. “What? W-why?” I asked in between sobs. “He d-died in a-a g-gang w-wa-war,” Frank’s mom explained. “R-read
this.” She said as she lent me Frank’s phone. It was opened in the sent message
folder. I clicked the first message and it said: Look, I’m already ignoring
her. I’m not talking to her anymore. Leave my best friend alone. I love her. I guess it’s too late for everything. I had nothing to do, I
couldn’t bring him back. The text message made me sit down and cry as hard as I
can. Nothing will be the same again. © 2011 TheMizFitFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorTheMizFitPhilippinesAboutAbout Me? I'm Rica. Currently 13 years old and I live in the Philippines. I am currently a Junior in High School in one of the best schools in the country :). I love music and I always wanted to be a.. more..Writing
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